Washing the Blue Ball

My mom visited today. She brought my exercise ball, which has been at their place for way too long. Anyway, it needed a wash, and it looked so silly in the bathtub, I thought I'd take a photo. It was weird soaping that sucker up and washing it down. Not easy by any means. Anyway, I've already decided that when Ciaran gets back from his business trip I'm going to sneak it into the tub late at night so that when he goes to shower the next day, in a sleepy haze, he'll pull back the curtain and see a ridiculous blue ball in the tub.

It's just one example of what I do to keep things spicy in our relationship.

In other news...I was just outside, walking in the beautiful mild rain, and I saw one of my favourite local homeless guys.

Homeless guy: I want to have a bicycle built for four so I don't have to do any work.
Me: That's a good idea!
Homeless guy: Yep. Yep. Yep. (shuffling away)

How great a statement is that!? So bizarre and brilliant at the same time.

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